One month was fucking hard.
It was made even harder by the fact that Rukia had a competition and no Toshiro to distract her.
Rukia paced the room of the posh Japanese hotel. She hadn't gone as lavish as she normally would have. Her boyfriend came with weird side effects for her spending habits, instead Rukia had downsized her room and donated the rest of the money she'd have used on a suit to a local Ocean clean up charity near Tokyo. Rukia threw a filthy look at her phone, like it was the devices fault that Toshiro hadn't called her yet and checked the clock on the wall.
He wasn't due to call her for another ten minutes, but Rukia was impatient.
It had been three weeks (give or take) since she'd parted from him in the airport. They hadn't managed to call each other every single day but they did do audio-clips over Whatsapp which was more or less the same. If they weren't doing calls or audio, then they'd simply text each other the smallest detail from their days spent apart. Toshiro was having a much harder time of it than she was, given that Rangiku and Gin had been reunited and Ichigo and Renji too. He had to sit and endure all the couples around him while Rukia could escape that feeling. Most of the other figure skaters seemed to be single and unwilling to let a relationship take from their work.
The clock read 19:52pm, and her eyes darted back to her laptop screen, then onto a box in the corner of the room.
He'd told her not to open it until their call, judging by how pleased he'd been before he went for lunch Rukia knew it was going to be a good gift. It came with flowers which she'd managed to put in a hotel vase beside the window, but her eyes were on the gift box. She was burning with curiosity and she desperately wanted to open it.
Rukia had spent the evening before, after her training, watching Rangiku and Toshiro's slopestyle events. Unfortunately she'd missed Renji and Ichigo's because her own training time clashed with their event. Toshiro took bronze and Rangiku took the silver. They'd both been buzzing about it and Toshiro had called her in a fifteen minute window he had before the award ceremony, by the time that had finished Rukia was out cold for the night.
The time zones were messing her up, if she didn't have her own training and her own competitions to be focusing on, she'd have happily stayed up until 2am to speak to Toshiro.
A bubbly tune filled the room, snapping Rukia from her stupor as she launched herself across her bed and hit the green camera icon on her skype. At once a beaming Toshiro filled her entire screen as he adjusted his camera. His white hair pushed back away from his face and pale blue t-shirt clinging to his chest. Behind him, the hotel room looked just as clean as it always did, but this time there only seemed to be one bed as no doubt Ichigo would have opted to room with Renji instead for this trip.
'Hey beautiful,' he beamed into the camera and Rukia breathed a sigh of relief.
'I've been waiting ages,' she scolded him causing him to laugh.
'I said I'd call you at 12pm!'
'Yes and that was far too long to have to wait for,' she frowned deeper, not fully understanding why he wasn't taking this seriously.
'You had practice and dinner beforehand!' Toshiro accused.
'Don't go blaming me,' Rukia glared into the camera and watched him purse his lips in amusement.
'Frustrated?' he asked calmly.
'And horny, but you already know that,' she groaned and her head fall into the pillow of her bed. Peering across the fabric of the pillow to the laptop she watched as Toshiro casually stood up from his chair and drew the curtains of his hotel room, then crawled across his bed to check the door was bolted shut before coming back.
The entire thing would have been annoyingly slow to watch if she hadn't been presented with a rather lovely view of his rear as he made his way across the bed.
'Sorry,' Toshiro said, finally looking apologetic for how long he'd taken.
'It's okay,' Rukia huffed into the pillow.
'You didn't open your present yet did you?' he asked and Rukia shook her head. 'Okay then, go get it.'
Rukia didn't need telling twice, she scrambled off the bed, almost getting caught in the covers and seized the box from the desk before bringing it back to the bed with her. Toshiro's large teal eyes were full of amusement and something else… something Rukia's brain didn't have the right processing power to pin point at the moment.
Without waiting for him to give her the word, Rukia started ripping the brown packaging open and from the box she pulled out…
'A vibrator?' she asked, blinking dumbstruck at it. She hadn't been expecting that… but it would beat having to use her own fingers.
'Not just any vibrator,' Toshiro said with a smirk, and Rukia raised an eyebrow as she picked it up out of the box. Toshiro was holding his phone in his hand and looking incredibly smug about something.
Rukia opened the instructions and realised with a gasp… he'd gotten her a wireless one, one that he could control with an app from his phone.
'It was Yukio who gave me the idea,' Toshiro chuckled.
'Remind me to thank him,' Rukia smirked as she pulled the small bottle of lube from inside the box too. 'It isn't nearly as thick as you are.'
Toshiro flushed at the comment, he cleared his throat. Rukia didn't miss the way his eyes swept over his screen as he looked at her.
'Tonight I'm in charge,' he said, his voice was a few octaves lower and it made Rukia shudder, 'take your clothes off, Beautiful.'
Rukia had never been one for being submissive, but with Toshiro she didn't mind stepping out of her comfort zone and so she kneeled before him on the bed, pushing the laptop back to maximise the view he'd have and began to strip. He told her when to slow down, what to remove next and soon she was kneeling in nothing but her bra and pants. Toshiro adjusted himself in his trousers, but otherwise paid himself no mind, his eyes intent on her. Rukia removed her bra at his requested and turned around to give him a view of her ass on the camera as he ordered.
'Fuck,' he groaned, and Rukia looked back at him over her shoulder. His hand was in his hair, he'd moved to his own bed to get more comfortable and was staring intently at the screen. 'I wish I was there.'
'Me too,' she whined and felt her heart clench in her chest. Though she loved this sexual roleplay experience they were embarking on, where she was basically being a cam girl for him. It didn't beat having his hands on her body, his moans in her ear, his dick in her hand.
Toshiro sat, enjoying the view for a few moments, before giving her the next set of instructions.
'I want you to remove them, slowly,' he said, his voice low and seductive and seemed to wash over her. Rukia shuddered but reached back and slowly slipped her fingers under the elastic of the sexy red and black lacy pair she'd bought for the occasion.
'You know,' she chuckled, glancing back at the screen again and flashing him a cheeky smirk, 'if this were a real cam show I'd be asking you for a lot of money just now.'
'How about a bet?' he offered, a smug smile lighting up his own face. Rukia laughed, she laughed like she'd not laughed in the weeks since she'd last been with him. His view became a lot less pleasant as she had to flop onto her side, foregoing her slow removal of her underwear while he blundered on about betting gold in his halfpipe. She'd not expected him to bring back a fond memory of their time together at the Olympics, it had been so out of place, caught her so off guard, and mixed with her elation at seeing him, caused her to giggle harder than was necessary.
Rukia had never had an experience with a partner, where she could laugh comfortably during sex. With Toshiro, she could have it all, including rough needy sex and slow loving sex. It just reminded her so much why she'd fallen so hard for him.
'Rukia,' Toshiro groaned after a while, 'come on, man dying here.'
'Right, right I'm sorry,' she chuckled, her stomach unfurling enough to allow her body to get back into the position she'd been in moments before. This time they managed to get through the removal of her pants without any other interruptions. Normally in this position most women would be incredibly self-conscious, but Rukia was a pretty confident person by nature. Couple it with the fact that she trusted Toshiro implicitly, and there was very little for her to feel self-conscious about.
'You're so beautiful,' he murmured across the crappy connection. Rukia heard the sound of a zipper and glanced back to see him sliding his own trousers off and tossing them somewhere in the background.
'Were you getting uncomfortable?' she asked playfully, a seductive edge to her voice. He smirked at the camera, his eyes flashing mischievously.
'Just a little, hard to have a boner in jeans,' Toshiro replied.
'Especially with a cock as big as yours,' Rukia threw him the dirty compliment and he just flushed an even brighter shade of red.
'Start with one finger, slowly but trace it over your skin first, I want to watch.'
Rukia did as she was told. It felt odd to be touching herself quite this way, but she kept reminding herself it was a show and she was used to doing movements similar during her burlesque dance routines… just this time it was intended for sexual pleasure rather than just teasing about it.
She dragged her fingers across her ass, using her nails to dig into her flesh, and doing her best to angle herself in a way he could properly see as she inserted the first finger. Rukia let out a low breath, closing her eyes and trying to get into it. She'd masturbated before but always preferred toys over touching herself.
If Toshiro was still watching he wasn't making any vocal noises to remind her, she allowed the one finger to slide in and out for a few moments before pushing up to two.
'That's it,' he encouraged softly, his voice reminding her she had an audience. A shudder raked her body and she felt herself clench around her fingers before she moved up to three. With how turned on she was and how much her body was begging for it, she didn't think she'd even need the lube he supplied for her.
'Are you touching yourself?' she panted the question out after the silence stretched on, nothing but the salacious sound of her fingers filling the room.
'No,' Toshiro replied and unbelievingly Rukia turned to glance back at the camera. It was true, he wasn't touching himself at all, both hands were where she could see them. He was lying on his side, one hand propping his head up and the other lay out toward the keyboard.
She gulped, unsure if that made her feel slightly more self-conscious or not.
'You have my full attention,' Toshiro stated simply, clearly sensing her uncertainty and trying to put her mind at ease. Swallowing thickly, Rukia continued to stretch herself with her fingers, remembering she didn't need to do it quite so vigorously for the vibrator was much smaller than Toshiro would have been.
'Don't forget your nipples and clit,' he chided, his voice sounding almost amused. Rukia huffed at that.
'If you were here I wouldn't have to remember any of that,' she sighed.
'Babe if I was there you wouldn't even remember your name,' Toshiro's smug reply came quickly and she grinned down into the bedcovers.
'That was smooth,' she replied.
'I'm pretty proud of it actually,' he chuckled, 'lie on your back I want a better view of you.'
Rukia did as she was told. She lay on her back, her legs spread open and cupped one of her own breasts. Toshiro heaved a deep sigh which she heard through the app, he was clearly struggling with himself.
'Time for the toy I think,' he muttered and Rukia agreed, rolling over and grabbing it. With the teal coloured vibrator in her hand she smiled down at it and flicked it to the appropriate settings. For safe measure she put a tiny bit of lube on it and settled back down into the same position she'd been in before. Normally when she used vibrating toys it was on her clit not inside her… but this one came with a two part system that would take care of both; a proper vibrator for inside her and a small bullet for clit stimulation.
Barely able to contain her excitement, she lowered the vibrator and was ready to push it in when he stopped her.
'Not that one,' he said, 'the smaller one first.'
Pouting and almost ready to do the opposite of what he said, Rukia picked up the smaller bullet vibrator and held it against her clit. Toshiro tapped on his phone and a moment later the vibrations came to life. The pleasure shot up through her and she let her head fall back against the pillows with a soft groan. It felt odd not to be in control and strangely exhilarating at the same time.
Rukia had no idea when he was going to turn the speed setting up or down, and each time he did he was met with a gasp of longing or a groan of pleasure. Toshiro was clearly having a lot of fun with this, he refused to let her insert the other toy and for a while Rukia wondered if he wanted to make her come without anything inside her.
With that thought in mind she spent less time focusing on the lack of a dick and focused instead on the feeling of her clit being stimulated. Rolling her hips to meet imaginary thrusts she could feel her entire body shuddering with pleasure. Waves crashing up and down and the peak drawing ever closer…
Moments before she tumbled over the peak the vibrations died away and with it followed an array of ugly swear words, though she wasn't sure what language.
'Why'd you stop?' she huffed.
'English, Babe,' he replied amused.
'Why did you stop?' she repeated, bringing her head up and glaring at the screen, disappointment ringing in her voice.
'Because you were going to orgasm,' the smirk was evident in his voice without her having to see his expression. With a huff she let her head fall back against the pillows. Rukia didn't beg, she'd never begged anyone for sex in her life… but this was the closest she'd ever come to it.
Perhaps that's what he was trying to do. Maybe he wanted to hear her beg for him. She glared at the camera and set her jaw.
Mischief twinkled in his beautiful eyes before she felt the vibrator come to life in her hand again.
Resuming the same spot it was on before he gave her a further instruction.
'Now you can use the other toy,' he said and Rukia grabbed it swiftly, not needing to be told twice. It was soon buried to the hilt inside and she let out a long low groan of longing… it didn't feel nearly as good as it would if it were actually Toshiro, but she'd take what she could get.
Apparently he wasn't having any of it. All vibrations from the smaller bullet ceased and neither of them buzzed to life in her hands. Rukia let out another groan of frustration.
'What the fuck is wrong with you?' Rukia fired at him.
'Sorry,' Toshiro barked a laugh at her misery but still didn't press the button on his phone to spur them back to life.
'No you're not,' she groaned, 'Toshiro!'
'Toshiro what?' he asked, his voice flirty and playful. It was a tone she wasn't in the mood to deal with right now.
'Turn it back on,' Rukia groaned.
'Please?' he offered and she shot him a glare across their internet connection.
'Turn it back on,' she growled.
'Not until you say please,' Toshiro feigned looking at his nails and Rukia wished he were in the room so she could strangle him.
'I will hang up this call,' she growled.
'You can't do that,' he smirked, 'your hands are busy.'
It was true, one hand was clutching the bullet to the right point of her clit and the other was still holding onto the vibrator inside her. She'd been giving it long lazy strokes in and out of herself just to keep the mood present but she was two seconds away from dropping them to close the laptop over. As if sensing this he tapped the button on his phone to buzz them to life on the lowest possible setting.
Thankful she was getting some kind of friction she tried to focus on that instead of her obvious annoyance at her boyfriend. It was difficult, because he'd been using the higher settings prior, Rukia found it impossible to get anywhere near to the orgasm high she'd been riding on before he'd stopped. Toshiro knew exactly what he was doing. He was too intelligent, too good a player at this game. Even with the lowest setting on the vibrator she wouldn't remove it from either area in case she missed him increasing it and that meant she couldn't angrily hang up on him.
But he also knew that the setting was too low for her to really get off. It was like slow mild torture and Rukia was completely at his mercy, her brain too horny and muddled to think of a plan. When she did spare the camera another glare, it was only to find her boyfriend's smug face grinning back at her.
His eyes were dark with lust, but his hands were still where Rukia could see them. She couldn't comprehend how he could stand it… perhaps she'd always been at the mercy of her hormones more than he had. Maybe it had something to do with growing up in a house with two sisters and sharing a room with a brother? He was much better at self-control than Rukia, who would get her fill whenever she wanted.
Realising this, Rukia knew she was fighting a losing battle. It would have been different if she'd been there in person, in person she'd have stood more of a chance, just like when they'd been in the gym together.
'Toshiro,' she groaned, finally giving in, 'please…'
His eyes sparkled with mischief for a moment, but he didn't move his hand to his phone.
'Please,' she begged, her voice breaking at the same time her pride did.
With a tap on his phone the two vibrators roared into a higher setting. Rukia gasped and closed her eyes, almost missing him as he reached down out of camera. It was clear now that she'd begged for him, Toshiro was giving into himself too.
When Rukia next looked back at the camera, Toshiro had repositioned it, tilting the camera up to show him sitting on the bed. His dick was out of his boxers and he was warming lube between his fingers. Rukia couldn't help the shudder of longing that pulsed through her as she watched him begin to stroke himself.
It was all she could do to hold on. With shaking hands she tried to mimic the movements of his hands on his erection with her thrusts of the vibrator but it was very clear who was going to come first. Rukia could feel the previous built orgasm returning at the sight of her boyfriend's cock and the renewed speed of the vibrator. She could remove it from her clit, allow herself a chance to come at the same time as Toshiro, but she was too far gone to care about coming first now. Rukia could feel the build happening too quickly and before she could even muster the will to try and stop it, she was already coming.
'To-Toshiro,' she gasped, her back arching off the bed and her walls clamping around the toy inside her. When Rukia next glanced at the screen, it was to see Toshiro's eyes trained in on his. His hands moving furiously, and as Rukia came down from the high, he gasped and came up his bare chest. If Rukia had been more coherent she'd have recorded the screen for that exact moment, because the way all his muscles contracted under his skin was incredibly arousing. His head was thrown back, his mouth open slightly and his breathing harsh and deep.
'F-fuck,' Toshiro gasped and Rukia chuckled in agreement. Having cast the toys to the side, because Toshiro still hadn't turned them off, she rolled over and got into a slightly more dignified pose in front of the camera, watching as he began to come down from his high.
'That was a great gift,' she murmured into the camera, watching him chuckle in amusement and agreement.
'Yeah, it was,' he sighed, pushing his sweaty hair from his sexy forehead. He pulled a towel from off screen and began to clean up the mess, as the chat turned more conversational. They spoke about the competition and their training, catching up on every single little insignificant thing from what they ate to how they slept.
Rukia loved it. She enjoyed hearing every moment from him.
The way he acted on camera, the way his accent resonated through her bones, the way he'd casually throw out a bit of Aussie slang without stopping to explain it because he just assumed she'd understand. Rukia found her finger tracing her screen at one point as he carried the camera through to the bathroom so he could continue to talk to her while he properly cleaned up.
Toshiro wasn't one for rubbing it in that he'd gotten her to beg, but Rukia knew better than that. She'd have to get him back so she decided to set him a challenge.
And if it was one thing athletes hated doing… it was losing. Even to a silly challenge set by a friend or significant other.
'You…' Toshiro stared rather dumbstruck at the camera, 'don't want me to masturbate until you're here?'
'It's just under a week,' Rukia rolled her eyes with an affectionate smile. 'I am sure you can cope.'
He made a face but sighed and finally agreed to the challenge. Rukia grinned evilly into her covers as she settled down for an early night.
Toshiro must have stayed online with her until she fell asleep because when she woke next morning for her competition, the laptops power had died and she knew she hadn't shut it down. Rukia groaned and stretched, checking the time on her phone and realising that she still had ten minutes to go before her alarm would sound.
Toshiro would be in bed asleep while she was doing her competition, but as they'd compromised, he was to call her the moment he woke up. Originally he'd wanted to stay up and watch her competition but they didn't know what time she'd be on the ice and the Free Skate could last for around two hours. He needed a good sleep for his own Half Pipe contest and Rukia didn't want to do anything that could take a win away from him, or worse, cause him an injury.
Toshiro had argued, of course he had. He wanted to support Rukia as much as he could and while she respected that she'd reminded him that there were likely competitions of his she'd have to miss to sleep for her own. That seemed to have settled the debate for the time being.
Rukia fired off a text wishing him good morning and then slipped out and in for an early shower, cleaning and tidying the evidence from their endeavours of the night before.
Rukia made her way to the rink in preparation for her competition. The contests didn't feel as lonely as they did before, now that Byakuya was back on her side. He seemed just as keen as she was to make up lost time and Rukia would often try and manipulate him into flirting with someone. She'd come to the realisation that if Byakuya ever fell in love again, she'd support him as fully as he now supported her and Toshiro.
The contest picked back up from the short programmes and Rukia had decided to stick to her "Not Today" routine. This time her quad lutz was clean, just like the rest of her performance and she came out ahead of the competition, beating the Russians with a margin of over 14 points. Despite Ireland's disappointment at the lack of a gold medal, they seemed to rally behind her relationship. She'd seen a rise in the number of comments and stories coming out about Irish people getting Australian pen pals, lovers and the number of Australians who had taken up learning Irish seemed to have quadrupled.
It was a nice feeling to know more of her legacy lay in the people and the love for friendships oceans apart than in a bit of metal. When Byakuya realised this too, he'd hugged her close and told her he was proud of the fact she had gotten silver.
This silver seemed to mean more to their tiny family than a gold medal ever would have.
By the time Rukia and Byakuya had gone for a late lunch, it was waking time for Toshiro and he called the moment he was conscious.
'How did it go?' his groggy voice asked as she picked up on the second ring.
'Got the gold,' she smirked into the phone hearing his joyous cheering on the other end of the line, then proceeded to give him a detail by detail breakdown until he had to leave and get ready for his own contest.
Rukia watched his contest that night in Byakuya's hotel room. The two of them had a pajama day with Rukia's gold medal sitting on top of the table.
Toshiro's halfpipe final was taxing to watch… with this contest the women and men went together unlike the Olympics. The women went into the pipe first for their first run and while they got themselves back up to the top of the pipe for their second, the men came down for their first. Rukia hadn't seen the contest done like this before but as she googled it she saw it seemed to be a popular format for some of the contests in snowboarding.
Each time Rangiku and Toshiro were seen at the top of the pipe, Rukia and Byakuya cheered and Rukia felt the swooping feeling of nerves in her stomach. She didn't get as anxious with her own free skate that day, compared to how she felt watching Rangiku and Toshiro spin outside of that daunting half pipe.
'It's not as easy as it looks,' Rukia told Byakuya, then proceeded to explain how Toshiro had gotten her on his board and just how difficult it was to even stay upright let alone go fast down a hill. Byakuya listened intently, doing his very best to learn about all that he'd missed during the Olympics.
'Will you learn how to snowboard?' he asked curiously, meaning more than just the meagre lesson she'd had with Toshiro.
Rukia bit the inside of her lip. She wanted too, she didn't want to get left behind when all her friends and Toshiro could go and spend hours up a mountain either skiing or snowboarding. She knew that even Karin and Yuzu could both snowboard and ski so they could go on family trips together.
'Yes,' she said firmly. She'd learn to snowboard so she could go up the mountains with them, but she also knew it would likely take her quite a bit of time before she could attend anything other than the beginner's slopes.
Knowing Gin and Toshiro, they'd both be fine going with her as she learned and Rukia prayed Rangiku had patience enough for it too. Maybe she could even encourage Gin to teach her so she could surprise Toshiro.
She filed the thought away and focused on the competition, where Rangiku pulled herself up into first place on her second run. Toshiro had went big and hard on his first run, putting himself directly up into first place. He was unseated in the second run but managed to claw it back and was put in first place again by the end of the second round.
By the end of the final run both Rangiku and Toshiro had kept a hold of their first place and Rukia and Byakuya cheered loudly. Rukia fired Toshiro a congratulatory message which she watched him pull out his phone and read on screen, his stupid grin flashing from under his large goggles before the cameras cut away.
He couldn't call before the award ceremony but Rukia and Byakuya watched that too, watched as he and Rangiku were given their gold medals and champagne bottles which were promptly popped and sprayed all over the top winners.
Toshiro looked elated with himself and Rukia beamed with pride at the screen, knowing he'd call her whenever he could.
The days leading up to her flight to Australia were torture. She and Byakuya had spoken at length about returning home and then flying back but the time didn't seem to make much sense given how long the flights were. So they stayed for a while in Japan and then Byakuya flew back to Ireland as Rukia boarded the flight bound for Australia.
Byakuya had taken Rukia's extra suitcase filled with her competition gear back to Ireland and that left Rukia to travel with her personal belongings in her large green suitcase. She'd packed the things she needed for the flight into her rucksack and boarded the flight, firing off a quick text to Toshiro who had gotten home only a few days before.
His reply text was filled with as many emoji's as he could fit into his character limit which made Rukia laugh as she settled down into her business class chair. Most people flying business class hated that they could see over the doors that shut to give privacy, but with Rukia's tiny demeanour that was never ever a problem. She would always make fun of Gin for it though, who was so tall he could see right over his own door and into hers.
The flight was over ten hours and Rukia spent as much of it sleeping as she could because she'd be landing in the early afternoon. It was agreed that Toshiro and company would come and pick them up at 12, as Renji and Gin's flight from Ireland got in twenty minutes after Rukia's. They'd also come up with a prank for Rangiku which had been inspired by Renji but enforced by everyone including Toshiro who was in on it.
Rukia sat back in her seat grinning. She'd flicked her TV onto the map of the world showing she was about an hour away from her destination and decided to go and get ready in the bathroom. The business class bathrooms were bigger than the normal ones allowing her much more room to get ready. She'd prepared a special outfit for Toshiro, mostly to get him back for his skype call stunt where he had her begging. Rukia needed him to know she was still in charge. Putting on her burlesque underwear she slipped into her flared tartan skirt and threw on an old t-shirt of his he'd left her which fell down over her shoulder. The outfit had been planned in advance, because the skirts length would make it appear like she was just wearing tights instead of stockings. Only when she bent over would anything be revealed, and there was only going to be one person getting that view.
Grinning mischievously she made her way back to her seat. The suspenders were not comfortable to sit in, but halfway through an episode of House they were preparing to land anyway. Rukia packed all her stuff, corrected her seat and adjusted herself. She'd spent more than a little bit of time putting a plug in, so once Toshiro and her were alone, they could get right to the good stuff without him having to do any preparation.
Rukia was content with the knowledge that she was still the powerhouse in the relationship when it came to sex and she'd use today to prove that to him. Though she was also excited about getting to spend time with Toshiro and his family, she was more excited for all the alone time they'd get together.
It was awkward walking with the plug in, but Rukia knew enough to make her steps look casual and like she wasn't hiding a dirty little secret. She could see heads turning though as she walked through the airport and checked the board times for Renji and Gin's flight. Rukia contented herself with waiting for them at their gate and threw up a hand in welcome as they stepped through it.
'Ahoy mates,' she grinned and Gin rushed up to her, sweeping her off her feet and into a massive bear hug. She was sure she flashed some strangers her underwear as he set her down.
'Ah'v missed yeh,' Gin said and took her hand as they walked through the airport and out towards the pickup point.
'I missed you too, congratulations on the silver,' she grinned at him and Gin beamed with pride. He had been riding on a high from his Olympic medal and managed to snatch silver at the World Championships. Rukia congratulated Renji on his bronze and then they were walking to the meeting point with Toshiro and Rangiku were to be waiting.
It was easy enough to find and Rukia couldn't help the blinding smile as she saw the Australian team waiting eagerly for them. Toshiro was there, tiny in demeanour and beaming hugely, setting out at a light jog in her direction the moment he spotted her. Rukia held out her arms and he flung himself into them.
His scent engulfed her and she let out a deep sigh of longing. The hug felt like coming home. He was literal perfection and the reunion was sweet in the air as he tilted her chin up so he could look at her. Toshiro's fingers gently touched her temple, his teal eyes boring into hers, his gaze heavy with emotion, then he ducked his head down and captured her lips. Toshiro had a lot more self-control than she did though, he pulled back before things could get too heated, but she noticed the way his eyes swept over his t-shirt perched precariously on her thin shoulders.
Rukia smirked to herself… he had no idea.
Ichigo and Renji had reunited as had Rangiku and Gin. Rukia watched her best friend for a while as Rangiku melted against him and felt her chest rise with pride. Rangiku gushed about Gin's silver and he gushed back just as equally over her gold.
'We actually did somefin fer yeh,' Gin grinned at her and Rangiku blinked.
'What did you do for me?' she asked puzzled.
Rukia smirked and slipped away from Toshiro who was also smirking, since he and Ichigo were both in on this joke.
'Ah got yer name tattooed, look!' Gin pulled down his trousers enough to flash the pale smooth skin of his ass where Rangiku's full name resided inside a love heart.
Rangiku looked at it, torn between so many emotions she didn't seem able to express any of them. Then Rukia and Renji jumped in.
'I did too,' Rukia said, flashing her ass, where her own tattoo of Rangiku's whole name sat nestled inside a snowboard outline. Rangiku opened her mouth to speak, but Rukia's eyes flickered at that moment to Toshiro. His eyes were greedily drinking in the sight of the visible suspender stretched over the skin of her ass. He'd know what that meant of course, but Rangiku seemed to be freaking out too much over the tattoos to fully notice what Rukia was wearing.
'Oh, well, um,' she stuttered and then finally Renji stepped forward and flashed his ass too where Rangiku's name also sat.
Rangiku's face went from a horrified pale look to flushed red in an instant.
'You guys are a bunch of asses,' she hissed and they all laughed.
'How long will that take to come off?' Ichigo asked, eyeing his boyfriend's skin for a while before they all tucked their butts back into their clothes.
'The instructions of the pen said three days.' Renji shrugged and Toshiro blinked in confusion at Rukia.
'Who did yours?' he asked.
'Byakuya,' she smirked and everyone looked shocked for a moment. 'It's cool, he's become super chill since the whole Olympics thing now. He didn't approve at first but when I explained it to him he did think it was incredibly funny. He had a limit of how far down my ass he was willing to go though.'
'Nae wonder,' Gin laughed, 'he's yer brother.'
'He's seen me in skating outfits that show off a lot more skin than I presented him as a canvas,' she yawned and stretched back. The neckline of Toshiro's t-shirt slipped, revealing the undecorated canvas of her throat. Rukia knew exactly what she was doing but acted completely innocent. Toshiro had his hand on the handle of her suitcase and seemed to have set his jaw.
'So what's the plan?' Rukia asked.
'Well, Gin, Ichigo, Renji and I will take my car back to Jindabyne, it's a five hour drive,' Rangiku replied, 'but I have a banger playlist prepared. Toshiro will drive you back in his car.'
Rukia was fine with that, both Renji and Gin had travelled much further and would be looking to get home so they could get a sense of normality as soon as possible. Rukia hadn't travelled nearly as long and followed Toshiro out in the direction of his car, she wondered if they could take their time and enjoy some time alone.
'You look beautiful,' Toshiro whispered to her under his breath when none of their friends were paying them any attention. Rukia's lips tugged up at the corners, she recognised that compliment for what it was. A combination of how good it was to see her again but also that he'd spotted the burlesque underwear.
'Thank you, so do you,' she replied back to him, touching his arm as he slipped the suitcase into the boot of his car. It was true, Toshiro was wearing only a pair of light blue jeans and a plain t shirt but he still managed to make it look good. His eyes briefly cast down to where her hand lingered on his bicep before she walked around the edge of the car and into the passenger seat.
The car ride back to Jindabyne was intense. Rukia's skirt had hitched a little higher on her leg as she sat in the car, drawing his eyes to her thigh. The entire current between them seemed to have shifted into something a little more urgent though it was all bubbling under the pretence of normality. Rukia commented on how hot it was, Toshiro pointed out various facts about the places they passed and for the most part everything about their trip felt normal. They caught up on the competition, the behind the scenes fun that was never shown on TV, and Rukia even got a funny story of Toshiro walking in on Gin and Ran getting it on in a hot tub.
'Naturally I didn't go in, but it was nice to have the tables turned the other way even if I was missing you like crazy,' Toshiro chuckled. His eyes hadn't strayed to her for over an hour now, clearly set upon the road. The landscape was flat and dry looking, exactly what she'd have expected for Australia, but every now and again they did pass some interesting sights.
Rukia reached out and placed her hand on his thigh. Enjoying the way he glanced down and swallowed.
'So we're going straight to your family's house for dinner?' she asked casually.
'Yeah…'
'And we won't be alone again until later tonight?' Rukia asked.
'Yeah…'
'Hmm,' she slid her hand up his thigh and felt him shudder under her touch.
Toshiro seemed to get the hint, knowing they were only an hour or so away from their destination, he pulled into a side road, stopping behind a few large trees which would shield them enough. The sound of Toshiro's seatbelt coming free was all the encouragement Rukia needed. She was out of her seat and in his lap in an instant. Their mouths finding each other quickly and Rukia groaned as she swallowed the taste of him down.
She'd missed him more than she thought possible. His hands slipped under her skirt, grasping her ass where the straps were now pulled tight against her skin. Toshiro moaned into her mouth and Rukia's hand was down at his fly in a second, unzipping it and with his help she had him out and in her hand. He felt just as thick as she remembered, and as much as she wanted him in her mouth she had other ideas for this session.
Toshiro's hands wandered, and slipped inside her underwear where he paused, feeling the plug inside her. He broke away from their kiss, the confusion evident on his face as he gently prodded the base, understanding slowly dawning.
Rukia laughed at the stupidly dumb look on his features, before she reached down and pulled it out. Toshiro didn't seem to care where it went now and Rukia put it on the leather seat where she'd been sitting knowing they could clean up later. Her underwear was shoved to the side and before either of them could fully comprehend what was happening she was sinking down on top of him. His groan of longing filled the car, his body shuddering under her as she slipped down onto him with no need for preparation. As she got to the base, she could feel the stretch but it wasn't painful.
It didn't take them long before Rukia was setting a brutal pace, a pace that he had no hope of controlling because she was on top of him and there was no possible way they could flip over. Toshiro's eyes were blown wide and he moaned loudly when they broke apart their kiss.
'Fuck,' he gasped, 'Rukia if you keep this up I'm not going to last…' Toshiro groaned.
'Good,' she leaned further back, letting him drag deliciously against her upper wall, 'I don't want you to last that's why I told you not to masturbate.'
He groaned at that, and pushed his sweaty hair from his forehead as she continued to ride him. It didn't take anything more than a couple of thrusts before he was curling in on himself, calling out her name as he came hard.
Rukia continued her long lazy strokes, milking him dry before she rolled off him and back onto her seat.
Toshiro didn't seem able to speak and it took him a few moments before he could tuck himself back inside his jeans and zip up. Rukia had replaced the plug, making sure to give Toshiro a show as she did so.
'Is… is that just until you can get to a bathroom?' he asked hesitantly. Toshiro knew her too well. He knew that wasn't at all why she was doing it. This was a power play. He'd have to spend the entire time in the presence of his family knowing the state she was in and she could use it to tease him as much as she wanted.
His eyes seemed to be begging for mercy but as the words hadn't come out of his mouth yet she simply smirked.
'You can delude yourself into thinking that's right.' She shrugged and Toshiro groaned, running a hand down his face. Once he'd caught his breath they were back on the road. His driving much faster now that he seemed to want to get the rest of the torturous day over and done with.
They pulled up at his house and Rukia let out a long low whistle. It was beautiful, pale brickwork set against a much greener landscape than she'd thought possible for Australia. The trees were shorter and the grass just a touch lighter than she was used too in Ireland, but as she stepped out the car she instantly felt at home. The large double garage had Ichigo's car already parked and they made their way up the steps to the front door.
Shielding her eyes against the brilliant blue of the sunny sky Rukia saw that each of the houses were different, the landscape was built a lot more like America. Toshiro held the door open for her and she stepped through, thanking him and was soon engulfed in a flying hug from Yuzu.
'Hey Yuzu,' Rukia chuckled and the young blonde stepped back, her eyes sparkling with admiration as she openly began to gush about how much cleaner Rukia's performance was at the championships. Despite the fact that Rukia had seen her there and hung out with her and Jinta while she was in Japan, it was still nice to have such a warm welcome into Toshiro's family home.
'Don't suffocate her,' Isshin laughed and Rukia stepped up to offer the large father figure a brief hug. 'Dinner will be served soon.'
'Thank you Isshin,' Rukia smiled and Toshiro lead her into the main living area where Gin, Renji, Rangiku and Ichigo were hanging out with Karin and Jinta. Yuzu joined them, skipping along beside Rukia, but Toshiro's hand never left hers until they were both sitting on one of the large couches, his arm then wrapped around her shoulders.
The formula one was on in the background as the friends spoke. Karin disappeared to help Isshin and Kukaku in the kitchen. Rukia wondered if it had anything to do with her feeling left out of the pairs of couples now currently watching the television but decided she could discuss that with Toshiro in private later on that evening.
When dinner was called they all settled themselves around the giant dinner table. Isshin and Kukaku had to attach another table to the end for all the additional guests and Rukia loaded up her plate with as many calories as she was physically allowed to eat. Thankfully because it was a table of athletes, the food had been grilled and there wasn't a single plate of anything fried. The vegetables had been steamed to perfection and Rukia tucked in with everyone else.
Toshiro seemed to have relaxed, and she let him be led into a false sense of security. The skype call had not been forgotten and the only hint she gave to him that anything bad was going to happen was a hand on his thigh.
'The steak is really thick and juicy,' Rukia commented innocently. Isshin thanked her and started chatting about how they made steak in Australia. Only Toshiro seemed to have gotten the undertones of what she was saying as her hand slid up his leg.
Rukia chanced a glance at him, he was staring intently down at his vegetables, his cheeks heating up. Rukia shifted her position, feeling the plug roll with her hips and occasionally let out little content sighs as she did so. The sounds were low enough that only Toshiro could hear them, considering directly to her right was Renji who talked in a loud booming voice with Ichigo. Toshiro's face seemed to get progressively hotter, especially when her hand began to stroke him through his jeans.
The white haired snowboarder didn't seem ready to stop her though and Rukia had to hide her smirk from him when she felt his legs widen to allow her more access. Isshin was going into detail about how you properly prepared a steak for an Aussie barbeque and promised that they'd have to do burgers right for her some time.
'That'd be amazing,' she sighed innocently, remembering the time she'd first seen Toshiro and compared him to juicy burger at the Olympics. 'I love thick meat, even though I'm restricted to when I can have it.'
Toshiro gagged on his drink and Rukia turned two large innocent eyes to him.
'Are you okay?' she asked and Toshiro glared at her. Rukia's fingers had been growing bolder under the table, hidden from view by the cloth covering them. The tip of her finger slipped inside his jeans, brushing against the head of his dick which was pretty hard and nearly poking out.
'F-fine,' Toshiro glared at her, trying to communicate everything with his eyes. But instead of paying him attention, Rukia just turned away from him and back to her plate. Her finger traced the wet tip of his dick before she pulled her hand away and picked one of her veggies up with her fingers to munch on. Rukia could feel Toshiro's eyes on her and heard his intake of breath as she sucked on the tip of her finger pretending to lick the buttery glaze from the vegetable off instead.
'Rukia, after dinner can I show you something?' Yuzu asked and Toshiro threw her a glance across the table. Rukia turned around to his baby sister and gave her a blinding smile.
'Of course you can,' she smirked.
Rukia kept her hands to herself for a while after that, but when she could feel Toshiro's eyes on her, she'd roll her hips. The plug inside her rolled with her movements and she let out a shuddering breath low enough that only Toshiro could hear.
'Are you not hungry Toshiro?' Isshin asked after a moment, everyone turned to glance at Toshiro's plate where half of his food sat unfinished.
'Not really, he mumbled, his face bright red and Rukia picked up her glass of water to hide her smirk, catching Gin's eye from across the table. As if her best friend could sense what the hell was going on he shook his head at her and mouthed something about being evil.
Perhaps Isshin sensed something else was going on or he simply didn't want to question Toshiro further because the topic was dropped in an instant which just made Rukia chuckle more into her water.
She could feel Toshiro glaring at her but continued to not meet his gaze.
'Did you kids want desert?' Isshin asked, standing up and clearing some of the plates away with the help of Yuzu.
'No thanks,' Toshiro mumbled bleakly.
'No thank you Isshin,' Rukia said with a grin, her hand back on Toshiro's crotch which seemed to have lost some of its hardness through the rest of the meal. 'We'll get desert later.'
Toshiro made an exasperated sound behind her and Isshin's eyebrows raised a fraction before he simply chuckled and turned away.
'Please stop that,' Toshiro hissed in her ear when they couldn't be overheard.
'Stop what?' Rukia asked, turning to him with the most innocent gaze she could manage.
'All of it,' he glared at her, 'just everything, stop it.'
'Do you want me to stop?' her face was so close to his now they were almost kissing. Rukia could taste his breath on the air between them, smell his familiar scent clouding her judgement.
'No…' Toshiro breathed back clearly the proximity affecting his mouth. 'I mean yes, yes stop it.'
Rukia giggled at him as he leaned back, looking dazed and lost. She could take pity on him and be kind, but it wasn't in her nature.
'Fine,' she replied with a casual shrug of her shoulders. Rukia stood up and turned away from him, ensuring that upon her exit from the seat he got to see as much of her ass as the tiny space would allow.
Rukia didn't look back at him though as Yuzu called her over and she made her way toward the girl. Yuzu was looking a little sheepish, her laptop in her hands and Rukia gave her an encouraging smile as she bent across the arm rest of the chair Yuzu occupied.
'I hope you don't think is too lame,' Yuzu mumbled shyly.
'I don't think anything you do is lame, Yuzu,' Rukia smiled at her. Yuzu turned the screen around and Rukia studied it, pushing the thoughts of being bent low enough for Toshiro to see her underwear from her mind. In front of her on the screen was the Rukia Fans Official page. Rukia's mouth parted in shock.
'Wait, you're the person who made that page?' Rukia asked, her eyes skimming it and forgetting about her teasing for the first time that day.
'Yeah,' Yuzu mumbled, 'I hope you don't mind.'
The entire screen was dominated with pages dedicated to Rukia's career, index pages leading off to Rukia's various achievements and interviews and of course a whole section dedicated to the RukiShiro ship that had trended.
'You started that hashtag?' Rukia could feel herself giggling, her fingers pressing down on the keyboard as she explored various sections of the page.
'Yeah,' Yuzu still sounded timid and scared but honestly? Rukia was humbled. She'd always liked the fan page because they stuck up for her and her reputation of sleeping around, citing the same argument that Rukia always had. If she'd been a man no one would have cared.
'I love it,' Rukia laughed, 'I can't believe it was you.'
Yuzu seemed to visibly relax under the praise and grinned more broadly up at Rukia from her spot on the seat.
'Does this mean I can officially call it an official fan page?' she asked and Rukia laughed. Yuzu had adopted the name for it after Rukia had given it a green light on her socials, but at the time she hadn't really known who ran it, only that she liked the content and how well they seemed to keep the world informed of her achievements.
'Of course,' Rukia replied, smiling as she spotted a massive banner and section of the place dedicated to her quad lutz. 'This is amazing Yuzu thank you.'
'You're welcome,' Yuzu squeaked at the praise, 'thank you for helping with my triple lutz.'
'How's it going?' Rukia asked, genuinely curious now.
'Really well now, I can land it consistently about 80 or 90 percent of the time.'
Rukia beamed at her and then felt a pair of arms wrapping around her waist. Toshiro's body was pressing against her ass and Rukia quickly straightened herself back up. She'd forgotten about the view she was giving him and everyone else behind her while being so engrossed in what Yuzu had been showing her.
'You two are so cute,' Yuzu squealed as Rukia placed her hands over Toshiro's on her stomach.
'Thanks,' Rukia winked at the younger girl, but Toshiro didn't speak.
'I was just showing Rukia my fan page Toshiro,' she said and held the laptop up for him to see. Rukia felt Toshiro take a deep breath, like he was genuinely trying to steady himself.
'That's great,' the enthusiasm was present but it was clear he was distracted. Yuzu didn't seem to have noticed anything though and turned back to her laptop screen as she began typing something on the editorial tool of the web page.
'You're driving me nuts,' Toshiro whispered so quickly in Rukia's ear it was like a breath. One of his hands slipped around her back and up under her skirt to dig into the bare flesh of her cheek.
'Good,' Rukia breathed back, 'I've not forgotten that Skype call.'
Twisting free of his arms, Rukia walked out of his grasp and over toward Gin and Rangiku who were chatting on the sofa.
'Love what you're wearing,' Rangiku winked at her as she approached.
'Cannae say ah approve, tha' poor lad,' Gin commented shaking his head and Rangiku laughed at him.
'Would you want Rangiku to wear something like this then Gin?' Rukia asked, watching as the strawberry blonde flashed her boyfriend a smirk.
'Dinnae go puttin' they thoughts in mah heid,' he groaned covering his eyes. 'You two are bad fir each other.'
Rukia and Rangiku high fived over Gin and were soon joined by Toshiro who had brought a glass of diet Lemonade for Rukia and various other drinks for everyone else sitting around the table. As soon as Toshiro sat down on the sofa, Rukia sat down on his lap. His hands encased her, holding her close and he drew in a long breath, clearly accepting his fate.
'Rukia looks really pretty today doesn't she Toshiro?' Rangiku asked innocently stirring her drink with one of the Shiba clan's reusable metal straws.
'Yeah she does,' Karin said jumping down into one of the other large armchairs around the sitting area.
'Thanks Karin,' Rukia winked at Toshiro's sister who simply smirked at them and turned on the TV. It seemed that sports were a huge deal to the entire family and before they knew what was happening they were sitting conversing over a game of football on the giant TV.
It was one sport that Rukia didn't fully understand the draw too, but she cheered on the team that Karin wanted to win, trusting the young Shiba's taste. Irelands football team never seemed to do well, but they did better than the Scottish team, which was something Rukia made sure to point out to Gin.
'Aye, aye, aye,' he retorted flipping her off.
Rukia still hadn't been distracted from her original plan though. When everyone else's attention was on the TV, Rukia would grind down on Toshiro's lap, loving the way the plug moved inside her. Toshiro's hand was out of sight of the rest of the family but was massaging the bare skin under her skirt out of view.
Rukia could feel the rhythmic pounding of his heart in his chest, she could feel his hot breath ghosting the back of her neck and occasional she'd let out a low noise for his ears only.
'I could give you a tour of the house,' Toshiro finally said, 'show you my room.' He added a quick squeeze to the flesh he'd been massaging to further get his point across. Rukia smirked.
Daisy had bounded in and jumped up between Gin and Rangiku where they all sat laughing, providing Toshiro the perfect distraction.
'But I'm watching the game,' Rukia replied back to him and Toshiro let out a little whine that drew Daisy's attention to him. The dog made her way across Gin's lap, stepping on his crotch on her way and slapping Rangiku with her tail.
Rukia met the dog enthusiastically, rubbing her ears while Gin recovered himself and Toshiro gripped Rukia's hip and firmly brought her ass back to where she'd been sitting on his lap. With a knowing laugh into the dog's fur, Daisy did her best to try and climb onto both their laps too. It was awkward but they made it work.
Toshiro was the one who decided when it was time for them to leave. Rangiku and Gin seemed to agree, clearly the couples now wanting to spend time alone after watching the football match the family. The jet lag was catching up with a few of them and Rukia knew she wasn't going to be sleeping as soon as they made it to Toshiro's flat.
Rukia was unsurprised to find that Toshiro barely spoke to her on the car ride to his place, thankfully he didn't stay too far away from his fathers and Rukia continued her teasing in the car. Her hand running up and down his thigh as he sped toward his and Rangiku's flat.
'Someone's cranky,' Rukia commented dryly and Toshiro narrowed his eyes as he stepped out of the car. The block of flats they'd parked beside looked expensive. It was tall and imposing, with all the lights illuminating the base of the building and not a drug dealer in sight. Rukia stepped out the car, glancing up at the large building.
'I wonder why,' Toshiro growled under his breath, holding her door open and slamming it shut once she was free. He helped her with her suitcase and together the two of them made it up the stairs and into his apartment before Rangiku and Gin made it back.
'It's nice,' Rukia said glancing around the tidy and clean space. It was clear that it had been lived in, unlike her own flat each time she went home. There were also signs that Daisy came to visit too, with a dog bed and a few toys in the corner of the living room. They had a sizeable DVD collection and just like Rukia, they had a considerable Medal and trophy collection too. Rukia wondered which ones belonged to Rangiku and which ones were Toshiro's.
She was just about to ask when she felt herself being swept up into Toshiro's arms, her attention being force onto him as he stomped over toward a room down the hall.
'Am I not getting the tour?' Rukia asked, her voice thick with amusement as Toshiro kicked open his bedroom door.
'Sure,' he said, his voice with a hard edge to it, 'let's start here. This is my room.'
He kicked the door closed behind him and next thing she knew she was on his bed. Barely getting time to even see his room and figure out what he'd done with his Gold Olympic medal, his lips were on hers. Rukia melted instantly, his lips were hard and aggressive against hers and somewhere behind them they could hear Gin and Rangiku entering the flat but it didn't pull Toshiro's attention away from her.
His movements reminded Rukia of the time they'd had sex in the shower of the gym at the Olympics. He was impatient and in his impatience he was struggling to get a lot of her clothing off her. Rukia giggled at him, and pulled back long enough to help undo the stockings which he ripped off her skin.
'Easy, Love,' Rukia whispered and Toshiro shot her a glare.
'Alexa, play 90's playlist,' Toshiro called into the room. The small black box lit up and confirmed his instruction before music began to play loudly around the room.
'Is that so Gin and Rangiku don't hear us?' Rukia giggled against his lips and he crawled over her.
'Yes,' he mumbled, pulling away long enough to duck under her neck and ravish the bare skin exposed to him. Rukia closed her eyes against the feeling, almost as gone as he was in the moment.
'I reckon they'll still hear us,' she groaned out into the room. In response, Toshiro simply pulled the last remaining garments of her clothing from her and pinned her to his bed. Rukia relinquished all the control, loving the feeling of being dominated entirely by him. Sensing the power shift, Toshiro began to suck large purple bruises into every inch of her skin that would be hidden to anyone but himself.
Rukia lay on the bed, groaning and watched eagerly as he shed his t-shirt and pulled his jeans and boxers off. Toshiro turned back to her and Rukia reached out to touch him, but he instantly pinned her hands to the bed.
'No you don't,' he growled and Rukia laughed nervously, supposing she deserved the rough treatment after all the teasing she'd done to him already that day.
As soon as the plug was removed from inside her, he'd replaced it and Rukia could barely contain her moans. Her hands struggled to get free of his iron grip but he wasn't letting her go and proceeded to move her up the bed with the speed and force of his thrusts.
Rukia wasn't sure if her voice called out high enough above the music or not, but it wouldn't have taken a genius to work out exactly what they were doing in that bedroom.
Toshiro gave a final, thrust, his breath hot on her neck and came hard. Rukia had already come before him, and lay as a panting sweaty mess on his sheets.
At one point during their activities Rukia had let slip some random things in Irish. Not even sure herself what she'd been babbling on about she curled into Toshiro's side and wrinkled her nose. Next to wearing the plug all day, two rounds of fucking and being in the Aussie heat she needed a shower.
'I need to wash,' she groaned against his skin and Toshiro chuckled, turning around to peck her on the cheek.
'Me too,' he made a face and she smirked as he stood up. Toshiro wandered over to his wardrobe and Rukia finally glanced around his room. In the corner was a stand with several snowboards on it and a few trophies on his chest of drawers. He had a couple of posters of famous Snowboarders on his walls and Rukia recognised an old one of his father instantly.
Rukia's attention was only drawn back to Toshiro when he put a fresh towel down on the bed. Rukia sat up and picked one up, watching as Toshiro wrapped the other around his waist.
'It's a shame you have to hide all those muscles from view,' she flirted and he grinned stupidly at her. His smile still stole her breath away, thanks to those bright white teeth and silly little dimples that he had.
'You'll see them soon, we can shower together,' he leaned down and kissed her forehead in such an affectionate manner it took everything in Rukia's power not to melt uselessly in the covers. Toshiro walked to the door and waited until she covered herself before opening it and slipping out into the hall.
He was only gone for a moment or two before he slipped back into the room with a massive grin on his face.
'What?' she asked.
'They're showering together,' Toshiro laughed and Rukia felt her mouth fall open then she laughed too.
'Nice one, Gin,' she said and Toshiro turned his music down and sat down beside her on the bed as they listened out for the door to the bathroom opening and closing. It didn't take too long before they heard the close of another door and Toshiro peaked back out into the hall and confirmed that they'd gone inside Rangiku's room.
Toshiro led Rukia down the hall and toward the bathroom. The air was moist and warm and she needed little persuasion to remove her towel before stepping into the large shower stall and turning on the warm water.
They showered together as they had done at the Olympics, taking time to wash each other's backs and then they wrapped the towels around themselves and made their way back to Toshiro's room feeling much cleaner than they had done an hour before.
Toshiro set his laptop up with the newest Spiderman movie and Rukia crawled into his arms, snuggling down into his bare chest and yawning. Despite it being the first time she'd ever spent in his bed, it already felt like home. His scent was all around her and everywhere she looked there were signs of him everywhere. From the snow boots half tossed into a bag at the bottom of his bed, to a helmet hanging off the handle of his wardrobe, to his eclectic book collection on his desk.
The entire space screamed Toshiro Shiba and Rukia felt instantly safe and at home. His warm arms around her were just a reminder of that, as well as the gentle thrum of his heart under his skin. Rukia remembered for a moment when she thought she'd lost him in that crash but quickly shook herself and climbed further into his arms. Toshiro readjusted them until she was comfortable enough then reached over and paused the movie for a second. At first Rukia was confused and glanced up to ask him why he had done it, then she strained her ears, listening.
Toshiro could barely contain his chuckle and after a few moments Rukia joined in.
'Sounds like they're having fun,' Rukia giggled.
'Yeah it does,' after a moment he made a face and shook his head turning the movie back on, 'it's not exactly what I want to hear though. I'm just happy for her.'
'I bet you've had to sit and endure a lot of guys coming through here?' Rukia asked, 'she's quite the looker.'
'Tell me about it,' Toshiro sighed, he'd taken to playing with the delicate fingers of Rukia's left hand as he spoke. 'It's even more annoying when they're assholes and I know it but she doesn't see it.'
'At least Gin isn't,' Rukia said.
'No, he's defiantly the best person I could have hoped for her to end up with.' Toshiro agreed.
'Good I am glad you approve, could you imagine the fight we'd get into if you didn't?' her voice held a mock sort of scorn to it and he picked up on it right away.
'I know, and you'd not stand a chance considering you're so tiny.' Toshiro chuckled back at her.
'Hey now, I've seen Rocky, I can punch!' Rukia squirmed in his grasp and Toshiro let her go, the smile broad on his lips and the two pretty dimples flashing at her as she sat up. Rukia attempted to punch his hands which he'd held up for her to jab at.
'Yeah,' he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, 'you'd bring me down with just one of these.'
'Oi,' Rukia laughed, punching as hard as she could and Toshiro took it with a gentle raise of his eyebrow, 'I'm tired, cut me some slack.'
'You'd not stand a chance against me, Kuchiki,' he drawled, 'you know why?'
'Why?' Rukia narrowed her eyes at him and a playful grin lit his entire face up.
'Because I know all your weak spots,' Toshiro replied and before she could respond he'd grabbed her towards him and his fingers began prodding her abdomen. With a yelp, Rukia tried to squirm out of his grasp, but he used his unfair bodily advantage to press down upon her and hold her in place. His fingers ruthlessly attacked her sides until she was gasping for breath and begging him to let her go.
Toshiro relinquished with a chuckle and Rukia gave him the finger as she tried her best to get her breath back. He picked his laptop up, which had fallen over onto a pile of clothing on the floor during their wrestle.
'You're the devil,' she panted.
'Revenge is best served ticklish,' he laughed and Rukia huffed.
Toshiro leaned over and scooped her back into his side, though it did take Rukia a moment to trust him enough before she relaxed back into him.
He flicked the laptop back up and pressed play and they watched the end of the movie together, chatting amicably throughout about their competitions and anything else that they'd not touched upon in the car on the ride to his fathers.
Toshiro finally shut the laptop over and Rukia felt him moving around her, jostling her as little as possible as her eyes were closed and she was part of the way between sleep and wakefulness.
Rukia heard the click of the lamp being turned off then he was snuggling down beside her and she felt his lips on her head.
'Goodnight, Beautiful,' he murmured and Rukia felt a small smile tug at her lips.
'Night, Handsome,' she mumbled sleepily back and allowed the gentle thuds of his beating heart and the sound of his breathing that she'd missed so much lull her into a gentle sleep.
RukiShiroShipper69
OUR GIRL GOT THE GOLLLDDDDDDDDD
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Rukia Kuchiki, our Irish Queen, takes the Gold at the World Championships [Video Attached]
IrishLass101
RukiShiroShipper69 OFC SHE DID! No one else stood a chance (heart eyes) (sparkling heart)
KuchikiQueen
IrishLass101 I can't believe how clean that triple lutz was this time, compared to the Olympics, look at that height! (heart eyes) (heart eyes) (kiss emoji)
Toshiupdates
IrishLass KuchikiQueen RukiShiroShipper69 She's now visiting Toshiro in Australia! [image attached] [image attached]
KuchikiQueen
Toshiupdates OMFGGGGGGG MY HEART!
IrishLass101
Toshiupdates My whole life has become about this ship, tbh #RukiShiro #IreAussie
RukiShiroShipper69
Toshiupdates IrishLass101 OMFG SAME! They're TOOOO perfect! RukiShiroIsDEAD Still waiting for you to comment tbh.
IrishLass101
RukiShiroIsDEAD RukiShiroShipper69 FUCKING LOLLLLLLL